It is this research into pure painting that is the problem at the present moment. I do not know any painters in Paris who are really searching for this ideal world.
quote by Robert Delaunay
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I Love Paris
Every time I look down on this timeless town,
Whether blue or gray be her skies,
Whether loud be her cheers, or whether soft be her tears,
More and more do I realize that...
I love paris in the spring time
I love paris in the fall
I love paris in the summer when it sizzles
I
Love paris in the winter when it drizzles
I love paris every moment
Every moment of the year
I love
Paris, why oh why do I love paris
Because my love is here
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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I Love Paris
Nat king cole
(cole porter)
(can-can)
Every time I look down on this timeless town
Whether blue or gray be her skies.
Whether loud be her cheers or soft be her tears,
More and more do I realize:
I love paris in the springtime.
I love paris in the fall.
I love paris in the winter when it drizzles,
I love paris in the summer when it sizzles.
I love paris every moment,
Every moment of the year.
I love paris, why, oh why do I love paris?
Because my love is near.
song performed by by Nat King Cole
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An Ideal World
I Dare to Dream
Of an ideal world
Of you and I carefree
Pure of heart and soul
Where there is honesty
Honour and respect
I dare to dream
Of all dreams fulfilled
In an ideal world
Without hatred and jealousy
Surrounded by love and positivity
I dare to dream
Of beautiful things
With sparkling eyes
And beautiful smiles
Without disease
I dare to dream
Of an ideal world
Of equality of race and gender
Without shackles of fear and discrimination
I dare to dream
Of an ideal world
Without crime and poverty
Where there is abundant wealth for all to share
Of love, happiness and success for all
poem by Persian Khushi
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Love Is A Bridge
Youth is searching, children asking,
What’s the meaning for very war that happens
Everything we heard, every place we go,
Everywhere we look, predilection is present all through
Our quest for peace still on the process
We don’t know how to find the answer for
The problem in the present,
But when we glimpse the fast events,
We receive messages that our forefathers sent.
Communication w/ different cultures,
Casteth out discrimination for sure,
Reconciliation should be brought despite of failures
And celebration for peace is at our hands so pure.
“Assalamo Alaikom” each will say, for in the future we
Shall live in joy of Jesus love w/ virgin Mary
And the love we feel from deep within
Will became the for us,
Those chasms of momentary indifference.
poem by Darry Ontua
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A Bare Truth
I am in the present perfect
Where I have always been,
Finally reaching
Something of my own
Which makes tomorrow
A day worth following...
As I rise with the orange glow
Of an enterprising ideal
That is too ardent
And possessive to let go...
I may be unknown and alone,
But the real one is ready
Apart from here
And has become part of the world
I am striving for...
Separating the many
Halves of me
And sorting them
Into the infinite good or bad
I am most likely to succeed...
The Cause is the ideal,
The ideal is the principle
And the tempter's key
Which unlocks or fastens
The door of immortality...
poem by Romeo Della Valle (2011)
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The Canvas (Part 2)
We last left off with such the fright,
She paints—but gasp! —that's not quite right,
For every story has a twist,
And every painting is done on her wrist.
She paints with—sorry? —with little regard,
To what may bleed and what may scar,
But oh, she paints a lovely spar,
Despite the way that most things are.
Some find it funny and watch as she flees,
Others feel sick the moment they see,
Because a painter, she can't have much of a life,
If all of her painting is done with a knife.
This painter—in fact—she thinks she's alone,
Because of the burden of problems at home,
And then there's her mind, a nasty old place,
It's mostly the cause of the paintings she makes.
But one can be trapped, or one can be freed,
Though most painters like her find this hard to believe,
Yet this very painter broke free of her sadness,
And if she ever wonders 'why? ' she can look at her canvas.
poem by Dayna Mortimore
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One learns about painting by looking at and imitating other painters.
quote by Frank Stella
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Looking For Another Pure Love
Never tears or sorrows came before me in my mind,
I had no problems, never a problem in my life,
Never a worry on my mind.
All my days before today were happy,
And secure until your phone call,
You were tellin me goodbye.
Now Im lookin for another love,
Im lookin for another pure love in my life,
And Im lookin for another love,
Im lookin for another pure love in my life.
Now the wheel of fate has turned,
Im worried bout the new love youve discovered,
He is a problem in my life,
I have a problem on my mind.
Things you cherish most in your life,
Can be taken if theyre left neglected,
Leavin a problem in your life.
cause now Im lookin for another love,
Im lookin for another pure love in my life, ooh,
And now Im lookin for another love,
And now Im lookin for another love,
Im lookin for another pure love in my life, ooh,
Im lookin for another love,
Im lookin for another pure love in my life.
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Lookin' For Another Pure Love
Never tears or sorrows came before me in my mind,
I had no problems, never a problem in my life,
Never a worry on my mind
All my days before today were happy,
And secure until your phone call,
You were tellin' me goodbye
Now I'm lookin' for another love,
I'm lookin' for another pure love in my life
And I'm lookin' for another love,
I'm lookin' for another pure love in my life
Now the wheel of fate has turned,
I'm worried 'bout the new love you've discovered,
He is a problem in my life,
I have a problem on my mind
Things you cherish most in your life,
Can be taken if they're left neglected,
Leavin' a problem in your life
'Cause now I'm lookin' for another love,
I'm lookin' for another pure love in my life, ooh,
And now I'm lookin' for another love,
And now I'm lookin' for another love,
I'm lookin' for another pure love in my life, ooh,
I'm lookin' for another love,
I'm lookin for another pure love in my life
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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When Picasso painted in Paris, was he a Spanish or a French painter? It does not matter, he was Picasso, whatever the influences surrounding him. He simply chose Paris because it was the ideal place for him to sell his creation.
quote by Jean-Jacques Annaud
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French Teacher
Being in Paris for over
Thirty years, he taught
French to younsters
At sixty five, reminscing
The Eiffel tower, the squares
Of Paris, the promenades
The painters, especially
The beuties, with a smack
Of his old lips, mentioning
Them quite often,
But not mentioning
The life of love he led,
He lived ina old fort like house
Looking after his
Wife and shy daughter,
With thought of france
Where he lived so long,
For company of his oldage.
poem by Ravikiran Arakkal
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But I was in awe of the painters; I mean I was new in New York, and I thought the painting that was going on here was just unbelievable.
quote by Robert Rauschenberg
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Ode To Venus
Who says Paris was wrong
in giving the golden apple to Venus -
I would have done the same
if I were Paris...
Ah! but I wish I were Paris
I'd have said-
I don't want Helen for one life-time,
I want you Venus for one little moment;
a moment of kiss form you
is worth a life-time husbandship of Helen.
poem by Nazmul Haque
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Well, let's say we acknowledged the School of French Painting - the Paris School of painting as the leading force and vitality of the time. I think that was understood and felt and experienced.
quote by Lee Krasner
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Paris, Please Accept Me, As A Human Refugee
paris................
o paris................
Y paris................
the patience, eating the happiness
the pain, eating the patience
and the pain, eating the pain
I AM SICK, paris
treat me, sister
paris................
o paris................
Y paris................
exile, on my papers
restrained, ..
in my lines
so free me, paris
treat me, paris
I BELONG TO YOU, ..
sister
my home, the colours of MONET
my room, is a water flower
my air..
is the scent of FRANCE
and my refuge..
is a place by RENOIR shrine
so take me paris..
as your..
renoirian..
REFUGEE.
poem by Ahmed Khaled
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The craft of painting has virtually disappeared. There is hardly anyone left who really possesses it. For evidence one has only to look at the painters of this century.
A moment in time...
Imagine if you will a moment in time,
Where euphoria seeps into every corner of your being,
A time devoid of doubt and fear where hope lives eternal,
A time where all the possibilities of life are not tethered by fear,
An absolutely flawless landscape of unlimited potential,
Like you had stumbled into a world of pure and utter perfection,
Where judgement is an alien concept, a world without time it's self,
Now imagine that you could hold that moment for all infinity,
Where the dreams of past, present and future exist as one,
Bathed forever in the soft and pure light of infinate love,
That my friends, is heaven and it does not live in a book,
For the building blocks of heaven can only be found deep within a heart,
When we let go of what we are... We become what we might be...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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A Weepy
A weepy movie.
I have been watching a movie on TV, a love story about a girl named Sabrina. I fall for
it every time; yes, I know the technicality of filming but still believe the story. Yes,
I know it is about upper class love, the chauffeur’s daughter, and the son of the house.
They end up in Paris, where else? Nothing mundane about the film, like, can I afford
a flight ticket to Paris? Money problem kills love. Last year my wife and I took a coach
to Paris 36 hours– we are divorced now-. We spent so much time finding a place to
eat and sleep we had little time to see the sights. Saw the Eiffel tower though, you
could build a ship with all that iron. It disturbed me, the Unknown Soldier’s grave;
eternal flame. Soldiers died for business interests and the lust for power. Wish this
was the only truth, fact is young men like killing each other, they just need someone
to say it’s legal. In Paris I read poetry in defense of the Palestinians, for an audience
of Jewish people, but since they didn’t understand Norwegian they applauded.
For a moment I was a star on the firmament of vanity. I will not be back to Paris again,
less I can afford to drink a bottle of expensive wine.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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We are the world. The world is you and me, the world is not separate from you and me. We have created this world - the world of violence, the world of wars, the world of religious divisions, sex, anxieties, the utter lack of communication with each other, with no sense of compassion, consideration for another. Wherever one goes in any country throughout the world, human beings, that is, you and another, suffer; we are anxious, we are uncertain, we don't know what is going to happen. Everything has become uncertain. Right through the world as human beings we are in sorrow, fear, anxiety, violence, uncertain of everything, insecure. There is a common relationship between us all. We are the world essentially, basically, fundamentally. The world is you, and you are the world. Realizing that fundamentally, deeply, not romantically, not intellectually but actually, then we see that our problem is a global problem. It is not my problem or your particular problem, it is a human problem.
quote by Krishnamurti
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Problems
Too many problems, oh why am I here?
I need to be me, cause youre all to clear
And I can see theres something wrong with you
Oh, what do you expect me to do?
At least I gotta know what I wanna be
Dont come to me if you need pity
Are you lonely, you got no-one
You got your body in suspension
Thats a problem, problem, problem
The problem is you
Eat your heart out on a plastic tray
You dont do what you want and you fade away
You work for me, youre working nine-to-five
Its too much fun of being alive
Im using my feet for my human machine
You work for me, living for the screen
Are you lonely, all needs catered
You got your brains dehydrated
Problem, problem, problem, the problem is you
Oh what what you gonna do, problem, problem
Problem, problem, problem, the problem is you
Well, what you gonna do with your problem
The problem is you, problem
I aint death trip, but I aint automatic
You work for me, just stay ecstatic
Dont you give me any orders
To people like me, there is no order
Bet you thought you had it all worked out
Bet you thought you knew what I was about
Bet you thought youd solved all your problems
But you are the problem
Problem, problem, problem, the problem is you
Oh, what you gonna do with your problem?
Ill leave it up to you, oh problem
The problem is you, you got a problem
Oh what you gonna do?
They know a doctor, gonna take you away
Thay take you away and they throw away the key
They dont want you and they dont want me
You got a problem the problem is you
Problem, well, what you gonna do?
Problem, have you got a problem?
Problem, well you got a problem
Problem (x17)
song performed by by Megadeth
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